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You’ll see how nice it will be

Don't worry, my darling,
everything will be alright,
everything will change,
just like in a puppet theater,
you will pass your exam
in comparative grammar,
just don’t cry, my darling,
everything will be okay.
 
I will start my own workshop
“Repair of sundials”,
a warm rain will wash away the misery,
everything in Pewex1will cost half of the price,
we’ll buy a new kettle
and a satellite dish
and a living home pet:
a dog or a piano.
 
You’ll see how nice it will be,
touchable, yet unreal.
Oh, you’ll see how nice it will be,
in the blink of an eye the whole world will change,
the world will change.
 
Beginning from Monday
the government will abolish taxes and uniforms,
a symphonic orchestra
will play on every corner,
the world will become
a one spring tree,
where everyone
will find his place.
 
We will live outside the city,
close to the planetary airport,
and we’ll watch how big,
yet fragile and delicate,
space ships land
surrounded by colorful flashes.
The law of gravity will change
and everything will be okay.
 
[2x:]
You’ll see how nice it will be,
touchable, yet unreal.
Oh, you’ll see how nice it will be,
in the blink of an eye the whole world will change,
the world will change.
 

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Dithyramb on the death of Salvador Dalí

In that annoying winter time,
when some people were still sleeping deeply,
he was on his way to heaven, the painter Salvador,
he was on his way to heaven, Salvador Dalí.
 
Wrapped in the bright cloud of metal sparks,
in a scandalous hat he wore aslant.
He was carried modestly, not in a chariot,
but on an ordinary, burning giraffe.
 
Everyone immediately ran out to see him,
feeling offended and extremely angry.
Everyone, with his nose headed to the sky,
was cursing him while gazing thorough the binocs.
 
This burning giraffe and this madman,
it’s a scandal, where is the fire brigade?
Let them quench the fire, don’t let this animal suffer!
Look, man, he’s just passing by the moon!
 
He will soon disappear, like a ghost, in constellations.
Hey, man, it simply looks like a typical provocation.
To go to heaven is a very serious matter,
he could have worn at least the shoes and a tie.
 
And he was speeding, scattering confetti
and jumping over the firmaments.
And hearing the fierce invectives
he felt as if he was already in heaven.
 
The procession followed him,
three crying silver safety-pins
and a carboy in deep sorrow,
all faithful and blessed.
 
And the giraffe and a rubber tram,
and the fire brigade blowing on trumpets.
After all, things like that don’t happen everyday,
it’s a great dream that goes up to heaven.
 
A great dream, that disappeared in constellations.
Oh, that was a wonderful provocation,
but as the carnival was still going on
I ran fast to buy a tie.
 
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No free places

I drive through the night in my Zaporozhets1
it’s orange, but not new anymore.
The world bumps and dances on the other side of my windscreen2
How wonderful it is to drive a “Clockwork Orange”.
It’s time to park the car, to get home,
I’ve reached the parking and I open my eyes…
 
Oh, shit, no free places,
every single place is occupied.
Oh, shit, no free places,
I have to go away.
 
I’m down in the dumps,
it’s time to flush my mouth.
I’ll step into the bar round the corner,
I’ll eat a frikadelle, I’ll meat a girl,
I’ll dream at the bar with a glass in my hand.
I go inside and… it’s the end of the dream…
 
Oh, shit, no free places,
every single place is occupied.
Oh, shit, no free places,
I have to go away.
 
I know what I should do, I should get into power,
for sure I’ll hack it,
I will have a chair, a desk and everything.
I run quickly to the municipal office,
the doorkeeper spreads his hands, no way,
and he shows me the offices...
 
Oh, shit, no free places,
every single place is occupied.
Oh, shit, no free places,
I have to go away.
 
When the Day of Final Judgment comes
and I’ll be judged for my sinful life
being sentenced for a penitentiary inferno
in the eternal prison,
I hope Mephisto with his sparrowhawk nose
will tell me, checking his notes:
 
I’m sorry, no free places,
every single place is occupied.
I’m sorry, no free places,
Go away to heaven!
 

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• 2. Or: “windshield” - for Americans.

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How sorry I feel

How sorry I feel for Hannibal’s wounded elephants,
for victims of cold and the Phoenician soldiery,
who died young among alpine violets…
How sorry I feel, how sorry…
How sorry I feel for the centurion wounded in Cana,
for the drops of blood on the chicory twig…
I don’t say anything, I just rub off my fogged glasses
and continue reading the history textbook.
 
I would like to be touched by something absolute and great.
Let it be a planet, atom of glass or a meteorite,
let it be an untainted blue whale,
a stratosphere or a kite all painted white!
Let it be anything, anything, anything,
a dream running on the waves or a frigate under sails!
Look, Soracte's mighty peak stands deep in virgin snow...
 
How sorry I feel for the sinful people of Gomorrah, drunk with wine,
punished by fires from heavens so badly
for the activity that was - in fact - just entertainment…
How sorry I feel, how sorry…
How sorry I feel for Balthazar with a heart as heavy as a stone,
when I picture him looking at the inscriptions on the wall
the moment he already knows that apart from Asian flu and hangover
there is also a holocaust, which you won’t be able to survive.
 
I would like to be touched by something absolute and great.
Let it be a planet, atom of glass or a meteorite,
let it be an untainted blue whale,
a stratosphere or a kite all painted white!
Let it be anything, anything, anything,
a dream running on the waves or a frigate under sails!
Look, Soracte's mighty peak stands deep in virgin snow...
 
How sorry I feel for the scattered Cleopatra’s cosmetics,
aloe, mandrake and honeysuckle,
among which Antonius was dying…
How sorry I feel, how sorry…
How sorry I feel for Ovid deported to Romania,
where he spent his tormenting nights of insomnia.
I don’t say anything, I just rub off my fogged glasses
and continue reading the dark history book.
 
I would like to be touched by something absolute and great.
Let it be a planet, atom of glass or a meteorite,
let it be an untainted blue whale,
a stratosphere or a kite all painted white!
Let it be anything, anything, anything,
a dream running on the waves or a frigate under sails!
Look, Soracte's mighty peak stands deep in virgin snow...
 
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You didn't get enough love from me

You didn't get enough love from me
You didn't get enough attention,
I didn't give you all the flowers
I wasn't a great success in love
I spent too much time with all my friends
 
Love is worthless if it depends on other people
On annoying relatives, on your friends' empty talk
On my friends drunk in the morning
 
How I am supposed to live now
How can I forget your eyes?
My tears don't let me forget you or fall out of love with you
How I am supposed to live now
Cursing myself every day?
There is no way for me to forget or fall out of love with you
 
I cursed you a hundred times
I drowned my sorrows with wine
I embraced other girls a hundred times
But is that love?
 
The building where we live
Has six entrances and a hundred windows
It is full of lies like noisy crows
It took its revenge for us being together
 
It took its revenge for a marriage gone stale
It took its revenge for us drinking away our shame
It managed to drive us apart
You didn't get enough attention,
You didn't get enough love from me
 
How I am supposed to live now
How can I forget your eyes?
My tears don't let me forget you or fall out of love with you
How I am supposed to live now
Cursing myself every day?
There is no way for me to forget or fall out of love with you
 
I cursed you a hundred times
I drowned my sorrows with wine
I embraced other girls a hundred times
But is that love?
 
You didn't get enough love from me
You didn't get enough attention
 
You didn't get enough love from me
 

The cars are running, here is another rushed by..

Versions: #2
The cars are running, here is another rushed by us-
All of them towards precise and ultimate aim,
Perhaps, from the song of Ancharov- *'MAZ',
Loaded with Caspian herring.
 
I wander the roads, like a beggar sack in the hand,
Wisely all my kopeks saving
And also wisely use up my strength,
And in a quilt jacket muffle my scream.
 
Where to am I and why?- one can live, if he knows it.
And you can, without any straining
To wake up and get up, if only I could sleep,
And if not for a blizzard, then to sing.
 

Kada se završi noć

Moja jedna i jedina ljubavi
Dovoljno dugo sam bio usamljen
Da li ću te naći kada se završi noć?
Reci mi gde si otišla?
Tražio sam i visoko i nisko
Imam još samo dok se ne završi noć
 
Na svakom prozoru, kada prođem
Tvoj odraz na staklu
Čini da se pitam gde moj um putuje
Senke koje se motaju po kiši
Me polako izluđuju
Po zvezdama iznad, znam da smo bili zaljubljeni
Imam još samo dok se ne završi noć
 
Osećam da se vreme menja
Čujem reku kako govori tvoje ime
Gledam ptice kako lete
Vidim smaragd na nebu
 
Sada je staza postala hladna
Ne znam gde drugde da odem
I moje se vreme, bojim se, bliži kraju
Kada okean popije nebo
I namigne grad
Kada je noć gotova, nestaćeš u Suncu
Hoću li te zagrliti kada se završi noć?
 
Da li sam izgubljen u svom umu?
Na nebu je smaragd
 
Čujem reku kako govori tvoje ime
Od zvezda iznad, znam da smo bili zaljubljeni
Čujem reku kako govori tvoje ime
Imam još samo dok se ne završi noć
 

The Weeping Woman

Versions: #2
You were leaving a temple one day, Weeping Woman,
and I saw you passing by.
You were leaving a temple one day, Weeping Woman,
and I saw you passing by.
 
You wore a beautiful huipil, Weeping Woman,
I even thought you were the Virgin.
You wore a beautiful huipil, Weeping Woman,
I even thought you were the Virgin.
 
Woe is me, Weeping Woman,
Weeping Woman from a field of irises.
Woe is me, Weeping Woman.
Weeping Woman from a field of irises.
 
He who doesn't know about love,
won't know what is agony.
He who doesn't know about love,
won't know what is agony.
 
I don't know what's with the flowers, Weeping Woman,
the flowers from a cemetery.
I don't know what's with the flowers, Weeping Woman,
the flowers from a cemetery.
 
When the wind moves them, Weeping Woman,
they look like they're crying.
When the wind moves them, Weeping Woman,
they look like they're crying.
 
Woe is me, Weeping Woman,
Weeping Woman, take me to the river.
Woe is me, Weeping Woman,
Weeping Woman, take me to the river.
 
Cover me with your shawl, Weeping Woman,
because I'm freezing to death.
Cover me with your shawl, Weeping Woman,
because I'm freezing to death.
 

The Thujopsis tree

I want to become a Japanese cypress a young Thujopsis 1
Going out to the big city and not fitting, I drink water
I have became an adult
 
Within their colorful lives the gathered people
As soon as their money is used up
they left like baby spiders scattering away
 
Suddenly my mother's face comes to my mind
I wonder if she will laugh at me for being unable to a Japanese cypress
 
I kept turning my back on home town thinking there is nothing there for me
However I feel that my happiness, my happiness was there all along
 
Under the Thujopsis tree were the days I made vows
Like in the days of early childhood I tried embracing that tree trunk
 
The wind blowing from the sea shakes the leaves on the mountains
My unchangeable home town has accepted me
 
My friend's voice saying 'I have always been waiting for you'
The stretched string is cut by a tearful voice
 
Even if to chase that dream now is the time to let it go
For if to live on, if I were to live on I would be able to see that dream again
 
My warm home town's sunset colored sky whisper to me
The Thujopsis the Thujopsis is fine the way it is
 

• 1. Another one of the cypress tree family which can be found in Japan

Snitching Is Not My Lifestyle

You know my husky voice
You know my voice when I call you
You know my normal voice
You know my voice with autotune
Number eight bitch I am prepared
All things go as it should be
She wants to be the mother of my daughter
Euro's that I drop, I just want head
Bitch (This Chicago, nigga!)
 
Snitching is a lifestyle that I do not do
You know how I smoke bitch white Evisu
I gave your bitch the thunder just like Pichu
You girl crawls into my pockets, I will not allow it
 
Oh no, Ronnie is going to throw money
This girl is godless
Me and my niggers say: oh, jee
She says she fucks with B-Brave
These are not my homies
I'm honest and okay, if you aren't ... ey, nigga fuck that shit
She no longer wants to cry for a boy
I do not want to fight for a girl anymore
 
I know your long hair, in the morning with your fluff
What they say, it is true: Yung Sneuv 'is not the right one
Far from, bitch
I'm worse than you
That's how it is, and it was never different
Now this is: shouf shouf, away from me
Nigga is a snitch, can not hang with you
I'm in that motherfucker
And you bitch can not stop sucking
I'm with Vani, my savage
Make sure he does not let anything clap
Because niggers have nothing in the pavements
Only the shoes on our two feet
And I do not want new passes
Now I sure can take ten
 
Oh no, Ronnie is going to throw money
This girl is divorced from God
Me and my niggers say: oh, jee
She says she fucks with B-Brave
These are not my homies
I'm honest and okay, if you aren't ... ey, nigga fuck that shit
She no longer wants to cry for a boy
I do not want to fight for a girl anymore
 

Just a writer

[Chorus]
The city dwellers don't care who's the captain taking control
God forbid give me woe from wit!
If authority just clowns around, fighting it is a waste of time.
Why must I go to the Kalashniy Row* then?
I don't need to fool myself for an electorate of sheep
A game with no rules - I'm outside of it
I have a head of full of fog and my calling to is get paper dirty
I'm all for myself and it won't f*ck with me!
 
[Verse 1]
I wasn't born to do great things
What am I warring with, f*ck, the leader or the dissident?
And how I stupidly found myself with this constant thing
In the middle of life in the forest within the twilight
I barely wear a cross for I am not Jesus
Who and to where will I ever lead? I'm lost myself.
They ask who have I become? What am I fighting for? Where's the way
Eat your fill, thanks to god, let me support you
Give me credit, don't get worked up and don't worry
Who sticks out? Don't teach me how to live! Little by little
Dolce Vita, Chic or Kitsch - it's all too much
Rich men: Givenchy, Jimmy- Jimmy Choo
Judging by their eyes, everyone is really cheered up
The jaw here and there, frozen gums
Honestly guys, I myself don't even know who I've become
I'm just a writer, my job is to write - not f*ck around!
 
[Chorus]
The city dwellers don't care who's the captain taking control
God forbid give me woe from wit!
If authority just clowns around, fighting it is a waste of time.
Why must I go to the Kalashniy Row* then?
I don't need to fool myself for an electorate of sheep
A game with no rules - I'm outside of it
I have a head of full of fog and my calling to is get paper dirty
I'm all for myself and it won't f*ck with me!
 
[Verse 2]
I won't start a fight with evil
All the rebels here are as doomed as Absalom
I'm all for good, but I write books and as for the rest:
Yes burn in the blue fire! I don't give a f'ck!
Hiding from my issues and where do I go to make trouble?
I'm the city with no rights here myself - good for me
I'm not a rich kid from here. I naturally see the bigotry of a despot.
Who has an honest offshore here?
Well, if you find a corner - don't shit where you live
Your conversations about the trumpets are f*cked up
I haven't kissed any b*tch's ass - my conscience is clear
The rest is society's problem - Listen, why'd you do that?
They already rubbed me about Olympus and shame
The party isn't a convent, take off your halo and cool off
We have a banquet while it's noisy, are the nymph's eyes empty?
But then again our nymphs are young, yours are like Windows 3
Doesn't f*ck around!
 
[Chorus]
The city dwellers don't care who's the captain taking control
God forbid give me woe from wit!
If authority just clowns around, fighting it is a waste of time.
Why must I go to the Kalashniy Row* then?
I don't need to fool myself for an electorate of sheep
A game with no rules - I'm outside of it
I have a head of full of fog and my calling to is get paper dirty
I'm all for myself and it won't f*ck with me!
The city dwellers don't care who's the captain taking control
God forbid give me woe from wit!
If authority just clowns around, fighting it is a waste of time.
Why must I go to the Kalashniy Row* then?
I don't need to fool myself for an electorate of sheep
A game with no rules - I'm outside of it
I have a head of full of fog and my calling to is get paper dirty
I'm all for myself and it won't f*ck with me!
 
[Outro]
Understand that it won't f*ck me up
What do you have? A strong world here? A politician?
Hello! I'm a writer. The role of the savior isn't mine.
Look how not even the grief gets to me.
Time to go home, this party's ruined - some drank too much and is vomiting
I come out onto the square, lights, but we're not in New York. Given that the car is roaring
I almost sit in a taxi, but I suddenly see her..
 

Stand on the Moon

Let me go, let me go
Where there is no gravity
Let me go, I fill my glass
Until we come out of the fog
 
Can you look for me on Google Maps?
I am on my way to a place called success
I do not know where we are going
Coming from the bottom, somewhere down there
But we want to stand on the moon, we want to stand on the moon
And I want to dance with the stars tonight
I want to look at clouds from above
 
Shout out that nigger Boaz
I am Eastern as Don de Baron
Aunts no longer ask why
Hockey girls know the sum
I throw a baby stack in the club
Otherwise I will not go there anymore
Because without contours in the disco
Kill that torie makes me tired
Niggers want to get their opinion online
Nigger fock the opinion of all those smiles
I hope that bullets fly through your front yard
You and your laptop to the gallemoos
My father did not say much, he was not to be seen
My mother said: Ronnie you can not lie
So I tell you with all my love
I pick your girl in all her choosing
Young nigger yung nigger deep in the struggle
I eat bread on the street, but I prefer to eat mussels
In the summer of 2013 I want to go to Suriname as Ulrich van Gobbel
Young nigger young nigger came on the scene
So many hits, give those rappers migraine
Maybe I'm running with Geus for that money
You did not want to know me a few years ago
My sister
 
Let me go, let me go
Where there is no gravity
Let me go, I fill my glass.
Until we come out of the fog
 
Can you look for me on Google Maps?
I am on my way to a place, called success
I do not know where we are going
Coming from the bottom, somewhere down there
But we want to stand on the moon, we want to stand on the moon
And I want to dance with the stars tonight
I want to look at clouds from above
 
The party never stops
They say: never say never
Maybe I'll become a juror at The Voice
Young nigga do your best
Because I still have so much to solve until that time
Ronnie raises it with the umpteenth girl
Sometimes I struggle with reality
Things that only my nigga Polska understands
So I talk to a nigga
Grab a bite with a nigga
Put a tag team, fall asleep with a nigga
When I drop something I get hatred of some nigga's
But I didn't use to be out on the street with those nigga's
We all want to get rich
Everyone wants to vacation
What do you want to hear from me?
I am just a nigga in action
Where do I go if I do not succeed?
Not you, but my grandmother fills my stomach when I have nothing
Think before you say shit
We come from pink cakes and six packs, swag
So I make sure it stays cozy
And that I write Capelle in all my texts
Whether I get my dream for half of it
I make sure I remain myself
 
Let me go, let me go
Where there is no gravity
Let me go, I fill my glass
Until we come out of the fog
 
Can you look for me on Google Maps?
I am on my way to a place called success
I do not know where we are going
Coming from the bottom, somewhere down there
But we want to stand on the moon, we want to stand on the moon
And I want to dance with the stars tonight
I want to look at clouds from above
 

Where I Belong

Love warms the frozen ferry boat
A scarf connects two people
I only just understood the wandering path
It's in order to meet you
Let us share each other's body temperature
 
White snowflakes fall
Eternally on the verge of making a promise
Your tomorrow is my dear love for you
The place where I belong
 
White snowflakes fall
It's like the the sky to the ground is endless
Finally you have arrived at my side
I just want to embrace you and never let go
 
You make it so winter isn't even a little cold
You've made it so I'm not simply by myself
The thing I hold is not just your hand
It's the love choice of this life
The entire world is only the left over heart beat sound
 
White snowflakes fall
Eternally on the verge of making a promise
Your tomorrow is my dear love for you
The place where I belong
 
White snowflakes fall
It's like the the sky to the ground is endless
Finally you have arrived at my side
You are just the thing my soul longed for
 
As it turns out, heaven was at the corner of your eye
The reflection of my gaze in your two eyes is the only version of me
I'm willing to have time stop in this single moment
Leaving you forever behind
 
Love is like a snowflake
Equally as pure white and perfect
Will my tomorrow also be you
The place where I belong
 
I don't care about the change of the seasons
From now until the end of time
I will be by your side, with you we will
Go to the place the place of happiness
 

Duh Na Obali

Ja sam samo čovek, ali znam da sam proklet,
Svi mrtvi izgleda znaju gde sam.
Od kako je počelo one večeri mog rođenja,
Nestaćemo u okretu zemlje.
 
Lezi tamo gde ja sletim, pusti moje kosti da se pretvore u pesak,
Ja sam rođen na jezeru i ne želim odatle da odem.
Svako oko na obali zauvek
Zapamtiće prizor duha na obali.
 
Pod talasima i zemljom što broji doba
Leže hiljade starih zapadnjačih grobova
Kasno u noć kada mesec žarko zasija
Oni se uzdižu u noć.
 
Umreću ako moram, neka moje kosti budu prašina,
Ja sam Gospodar Jezera i ne želim da odem.
Svi koji otplove sa obale zauvek
Sećaće se priče o duhu sa obale.
 
Odlazim na dugo vremena.
Odlazim na dugo vremena.
 
Lezi tamo gde ja sletim, pusti moje kosti da se pretvore u pesak,
Ja sam rođen na jezeru i ne želim odatle da odem.
Svako oko na obali zauvek
Zapamtiće prizor duha na obali.
 
Umreću ako moram, neka moje kosti budu prašina,
Ja sam Gospodar Jezera i ne želim da odem.
Svi koji otplove sa obale zauvek
Sećaće se priče o duhu sa obale.
 
Odlazim na dugo vremena.
 

Holding Hands

If you dance all together
The dance in the old way
It comes out round like a wheel,
It makes you whirl.
 
The rhythmic sound
Has to match the step,
Accompanied by the voice
It has to go flying.
 
In this year’s party dance everybody merrily
Also you who are older, among young people.
 
It cheers up my heart,
I feel it deep in my senses
When I see people
Who are dancing holding hands.
It cheers up my heart,
I feel it deep in my senses
When I see people
Who are dancing holding hands
In the village festivals.
 
This new tune
Makes the village happy
Dancing, singing and poetry
All united holding hands.
 
And you feel from your depths you’re emitting harmonious notes
High in the mountain, beautiful is my voice.
 
It cheers up my heart,
I feel it deep in my senses
When I see people
Who are dancing holding hands.
It cheers up my heart,
I feel it deep in my senses
When I see people
Who are dancing holding hands
In the village festivals.
 
And you hear the steps
That deliriously make me dance.
The boys who are turning in the round dance
And taking arm in arm make you dream
Everyone is dancing with a joyful heart
In the village festivals.
 
It cheers up my heart,
I feel it deep in my senses
When I see people
Who are dancing holding hands.
It cheers up my heart,
I feel it deep in my senses
When I see people
Who are dancing holding hands
In the village festivals.
 

Pali anđeo

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Azazel je iza tebe i igra igru
Demoni su u tebi i oni igraju svoje igre
Gledaju i skrivaju se dok čekaju trenutak
kada će demon biti spreman da preuzme kontrolu nad tvojim umom
 
Ti i samo Bog možete znati šta može biti učinjeno
Ti i samo Bog ćete znati da sam ja taj
Ti i samo Bog možete znati šta može biti učinjeno
Ti i samo Bog ćete znati da sam ja odabran
 
Da li bi ovo mogao biti kraj našeg sveta?
Sve stvari koje nam znače i koje volimo
Ništa nije ostalo do da se sa ovim suočim sam
Jer ja sam odabran
 
Da li bi ovo mogao biti kraj našeg sveta?
Sve stvari koje nam znače i koje volimo
Ništa nije ostalo do da se sa ovim suočim sam
Jer ja sam odabran
 
Pobeđeni pali anđeo ali uzdići ću se ponovo
I moć je unutar mene, odlučio sam da se molim
Dok čekam Armagedon* i dolazi mi u susret
Čast je biti izabran i čekam taj dan
 
Ti i samo Bog možete znati šta može biti učinjeno
Ti i samo Bog ćete znati da sam ja taj
Ti i samo Bog možete znati šta može biti učinjeno
Ti i samo Bog ćete znati da sam ja odabran
 
Da li bi ovo mogao biti kraj našeg sveta?
Sve stvari koje nam znače i koje volimo
Ništa nije ostalo do da se sa ovim suočim sam
Jer ja sam odabran
 
Da li bi ovo mogao biti kraj našeg sveta?
Sve stvari koje nam znače i koje volimo
Ništa nije ostalo do da se sa ovim suočim sam
Jer ja sam odabran
 
Da li bi ovo mogao biti kraj našeg sveta?
Sve stvari koje nam znače i koje volimo
Ništa nije ostalo do da se sa ovim suočim sam
Jer ja sam odabran
 
Da li bi ovo mogao biti kraj našeg sveta?
Sve stvari koje nam znače i koje volimo
Ništa nije ostalo do da se sa ovim suočim sam
Jer ja sam odabran
 
#MaxP

Gave her to me

You are what I have been searching for
You...
You have kind eyes,
Like what you are
Yes, it is you
Yes, it is you
Over there, for few years you have waited for me, for the right place and for the right time
You came and touch me in every way, with all the difficulties, you finally arrived, and I knew instantly, that I can beat/win any army in the world, because in all my prayers, that I have aimed/prayed in my heart, I have found you, and
I have realized, that god is great for giving you to me, he gave me everything, because you give me all the reasons to smile again and start living again,
I don't have words,
dear god, to describe your mysterious ways, wich
I thank and cherish,
for giving her to me,
You are like the big sea, yes it is you, that in one look you have conquered my heart,
Yes it is you, yes it is you, because in the end of all my difficulties, and the roads I have passed, finally you arrived, and
I knew, that with you
I can beat/win any army
in the world
 

You're my woman

I've got you and it's everything for me
You inspire my heart
You protect me and its excites my life
 
I've got you and it's everything for me
You take me as I am
All the pleasure in my heart
 
You're my woman, I just want you to know
That I will never go without you
I'll take all the sea for you
So, you're everything for me in my life, you're my wife
 
I've got you and it's everything for me
I don't need anything
Just that you won't leave or I'll run from myself
 
You're my woman, I just want you to know
That I will never go without you
I'll take all the sea for you
Because we're together forever
So, you're everything for me in my life,
Won't ever break you heart, you're my wife
 
You're my wife...
 
I will never go without you
I'll take all the sea for you
Because we're together forever
 
You're my wife...
 
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Russian Cockney

Speaking our Russian Cockney1
Without a dictionary, you'll die like the Etruscans...
 
Your neighbourhood is 'endz' or 'bits',
Panel girls are called 'skets',
And trust me, 'food' is not only about meals, you'll not buy it in Tesco and Sainsbury's.
Like 'lemon&cheese'2, an owner is 'landlord', if you rent an 'apartment',
Don't trust him: know that he's not your 'fam' or 'mate', and not all of your 'mandem'3 are 'bredren'...4
They wait for you here at nights, with 'screwfaces' under the hoods,
Basically, there're those who are more obnoxious, those who are 'on hype' and tear London to shreds,
You are probably a 'badman'5
If you say 'Wag1'6 instead of hi,
But you are a 'wasteman' posing as a local and thinking:
I can't wait to go back to Brighton and Plymouth,
It's unlikely that England will accept you if you don't know that a 'quid' is a pound, 1000 is a 'grand', a gun is a 'tool', a knife is a 'shank', that's right, 'innit'...
'Off ur face' or 'wasted' means drunk as fuck and 'tipsy' means drunk just a little,
The transport pass is called 'oyster card', fuck knows why, 'it's some next ting',
Cases in Cockney - to hell with them,
A chick here is a 'jezzy', a 'bird' or a 'gash',
She might be 'buff'7 or 'butterz'8: fucking awesome, puffed-up, ugly and everything in between,
Oi! If something's from the street, it's 'gully' and 'gutter', know, that we caught you, aesthete, when you babbled about dubstep and two-step not knowing that the district is called a 'council estate'9 – 'nutter'10!
Screwed up? They'll tell you 'fix up'!
'Nice one' means everything's fucking great,
To diss is to 'par', to show respect they say 'big up' and 'safe'
And there's a red 'rizla'11 for 'zoots'12
And the message for every dubstep tourist:
You're on the island, 'cuz'13, watch your back,
You may be a dangerous gangster in your neighbourhood,
But here, near Brixton and Plaistow, you're hipster!
 
Speaking our Russian Cockney
Without a dictionary, you'll die like the Etruscans...
 

• 1. Oxxximiron used to live in London. He explains some of local slang words in the song. I put them and other English words used in the original in quotation marks.
• 2. Some weed types have names like 'lemon haze' or 'blue cheese'
• 3. Mandem - friends/acquaintances
• 4. Bredren - brothers/best friends
• 5. Badman - a gangster
• 6. 'Wah gwan' means 'whats going on', taken from the carribean accent 'patois' and daily used as UK slang talk for hello, spelt as 'Wag1' on chat sites and MSN as it takes less time to type
• 7. Buff means 'good-looking'
• 8. Butters means 'ugly'
• 9. Council estate - is an area of a city in which there are council houses and apartments
• 10. Nutter is a crazy person.
• 11. Rizla is a brand of rolling paper
• 12. Zoot is another word for marihuana cannabis, a spliff weed or a joint
• 13. Cuz - a buddy, a mate

Misfortune has to be fought back

It's scary but true
The meagreness in which we are so to say
Locked up in year after year
In every situation
 
Becomes more and more and more and more
Becomes more and more and more and more
Unbearable to us
 
Even when we sit together
In our favourite brewery restaurant
Then we should know
That with every bite
That we nearly devour as if we were crazy
Before we know it
Our pride and our dignity go lost
And the ordinariness
That they draw from us all the time
From full barrels
Doesn't make us drunk anymore, but rather conscious
That misfortune has to be fought back everywhere
 
Becomes more and more and more and more
Becomes more and more and more and more
Unbearable to us
 

Tomorrow We'll Have...

Tomorrow we'll have
Gardens to gather the bouquets of our dreams
Tomorrow we'll have
A morning to smile at the rising sun
Tomorrow we can
Prepare in silence, in the same house
The cradle of luck that we'll have tomorrow
 
You complain about living in a lightless box
You have no Sundays, and I have no roof
When I leave my lightless suburb in the morning
You return to your home in another neighborhood
 
Tomorrow we'll have
Less time to kill, fewer solitary nights
Tomorrow we'll go
Into the woods to go to sleep or to jump over the rivers
 
Tomorrow we'll have
Friends who will come without knocking under the moon
And even the fortune that we'll have tomorrow
 
You tell me that time distances us every day
You tell me that tomorrow is a long way away
We never live in the castles in Spain
But my dear, is it necessary to refuse to build them?
 
Tomorrow we'll have
Less time to kill, fewer solitary nights
Tomorrow we'll go
Into the woods to go to sleep or to jump over the rivers
 
Tomorrow we'll have
Friends who will come without knocking under the moon
And even the fortune that we'll have tomorrow
 
That we'll have tomorrow
That we'll have tomorrow
 

Calling the mice to fight

Calling the mice to fight,
Let meeting with me
Though a million, though a billion.
I am a tiger, not a cat, inside of me now lives
Not Leopold, but a leopard
 
The wool on end, a chin up,
Don't stay on the road in my way,
If I will meet a thousand devils,
I will tear into a thousand parts.
 

Once in a thousand years

Everytime you look at me
Your sweet eyes seem like a magical landscape to me
If you walk the other way
I will break into pieces, like a mirror suddenly
 
You touch me and I die
The goodbye (is) now broken
I won't leave, I've told you
My love, I belong to you
Even when I'm absent, I'm still there
 
Once in a thousand years this love
In this world's minor things, something great/important
From sky brightness to bed
One body, one life
Once in a thousand years this passion
In your turbulent waters, I'm the rock
And if you have paper wings and if you're a mistake
Let time decide
 
Like sky's moon
I will be here to shine, when you're afraid of shadows
And deep in mind
With my embraces I will show you how to burn your past
 
You touch me and I die
The goodbye (is) now broken
I won't leave, I've told you
My love, I belong to you
Even when I'm absent, I'm still there
 
Once in a thousand years this love
In this world's minor things, something great/important
From sky brightness to bed
One body, one life
Once in a thousand years this passion
In your turbulent waters, I'm the rock
And if you have paper wings and if you're a mistake
Let time decide
 
Once in a thousand years this passion
In your turbulent waters, I'm the rock
And if you have paper wings and if you're a mistake
Let time decide
Let time decide
 

The heart knows

When I first met you
I knew you are the
only one, and I never gave up no you my love, you came to me and you have conquered my heart, when you called me 'my soul' (you are 'my hear and soul')
 
So come to me my love,
I am calling you, I promise you that from now on and to infinity
Come to me and you will see, we will win, because my heart knows and he is never wrong
 
Only you can open my heart, to dream the sweetest dreams, to sing and win together, because the heart knows, and is never wrong
 
When I first kissed you,
I felt I could fly high from love, and I swore to you, you will never be sad again, all I have dreamt,
I gave up on everyrhing,
And I have asked you only for me
 

Speaking Out

I throw my body
In the darkness that's endlessly touching me
If I walk and walk to the point I don't know where I am,
Will I know?
A piece of memory
Drifting in the middle of the sea of thoughts
My past day
That I can draw out when I close my eyes
 
The wind is blowing far away
In my heart dappled with regrets
There's slowly blooming
Love
Emptied heart is full of love
This night I let go
Of the only one tangled hate without anything left
 
What heals my wounded heart
What I'm holding in soundlessly
Is vain dreams and faith
Settling down in silence
 
The wind is blowing far away
In my heart dappled with regrets
There's slowly blooming
Love
Empty heart is full of love
I let go of only one confused hate without anything left
 
The wind that was thundering on me today
Is quietly leaning on for sleep now
 
In the end all that's left
In the end all that protects us
Is love
 
Feelings that grew too big to hold it
Were there in the past day and day I'd have to live,
In every moment
To me, to you, to me, to you
 

Bipolar Girl

The press is fucking with our minds again, the chills and jetlag
Shove the badge and the questions up your ass, Sherlock
We give a part of ourselves to rap, like Tosin does to djent,
And we rake in the cash, tears still fresh, the year is engraved on the grave stone
 
We're asking in vain: give us all more than shelter here
Like a wanderer really waits for a flickering light of an inn
We, who are sacrificing everything for the onlookers
Those, who having finished with the ring around our neck will throw it into the muzzle*
 
And what do we get in return? Man, what's in return?
That people's love is bitter bread - a joke on an evening show
When you're poor, you have great expectations from a grand paycheck, but
Where will you go, when the paycheck can't save you, like medicinal juices could?
 
'Oxx, what are you on?
You have everything which a little underground rapper could dream of
You've left the gutters, and instead of being happy with your successes
Here is another sob story. Look at how we live,
I don't think anybody around you lives like that,
Our alcohol is cheaper than a textbook.
So if you're wining, you're a wimp like Chandler.
 
This is bigger than you, more than
Your self-examination of a useless clown, man
Remember, we went side by side together for a hundred years
We followed the same road to the same dream
 
With God's help to the end, instead of disappearing
For a few more years, send that shit away
'Hey, wuss, you won't live forever
Get yourself together! Why are you such a wimp?'
 
Yeah, you're right, but it seems
You've jumped to conclusions, guys,
In a year and a half, I've lost myself.
My friends: two are dead, one is resuscitated
 
Each step I take is under a microscope
And real talk, if I make a tiny mistake, that's it
I waited for a year to give away the throne
The crown is heavy, I'm tired of fucking everyone
 
It's that age, when you start
And you grab everything out of thin air, you're aggressive to adults.
Remember? My home was a drifting island
And my only possessions were helium and air
 
Don't write - 'Oxx, let your hair grow long'
After three years of being in the press, I've gone bald
And I would love to leave, but I can't let my friends down
My conscience won't let me
 
From my oral area
Must emerge a new poem and be flow-plastid
Seem like a pop-artist, but still an MC
Big boss, CEO, that feeds his team
 
A kind son, down to earth
An Oxford graduate, but nobody gives a fuck
You, catcher in the rye, laugh while you're above the abyss
The motto on Crawley's arm says 'God Forgives'**
 
MC frienemies are circling
Dancing round my dead body
But I'm a live corpse, being strangled by my own flesh
If you stab me - I'll bust my gut
 
So keep flowing, you gypsy song
Don't know what I've become, used to be a nerdy kid,
But I'm not sad, I don't care,
Because my bipolar girl loves me...
 

It's raining

It's raining stars
It's raining diamond drops.
The sky is hanging
Silver tears on trees.
 
It's raining
But the sun is shining inside my heart
And I am almost ashamed of my happiness
When I think about those who do not have any friend,
Who are bored, who do not expect anything from life.
They do not have the chance I had.
We were just two strangers,
The thunderstorm brought us together
And since then I want to see the rain falling.
 
It's raining stars
It's raining diamond drops
It's raining
But the sun is shining inside my heart
And my dreams spread a thousand colours
When I snuggle with your shoulder.
I like the sound of rain at night.
It's raining.
 
Feel free to correct whatever I wrote, even when I haven't requested proofreading. ^^

Dance in the star fire

I saw your face
In the pale light so lovely
All around you blows out
The blood on the white skin disappears
 
I'm standing motionless, looking at you
Till I can no longer defend myself
I feel death, I don't move
My heart burns for you
 
Dance in the light of star fire
Along the river to me
Play with the moonlight and I sink into you
Oh dance
 
I saw you in dream
Your deep and beautiful eyes
All around you blows out
When you kiss my soul
 

This translation is the Intellectual Property of Hanayuki and is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 4.0 International License.

Ghost

I feel cold
I... feel cold
Cold
 
Blood frozen on thin ice
A light burns over my forehead
I crawl slowly, lost in the pain
Life blood runs through the heart
 
I crawl towards home
The ice threatens to break
The red sunset saturates the sky
As a fragment bursts my skull
 
Ghost, he kisses the night
Floats timelessly in eternity
Pure white power
The machinery awakes
 
Over a sea of ignorance
A man named 'Struggle'
War in eternity
War in eternity
 
I don't speak fluent German so feel free to correct
Ich spreche Deutsch nicht fließend, Korrekturen sind willkommen

Killed It, Queen

Pay attention
Call all your friends
Cause the DJ's gonna turn it up
Prepared?
 
I'm gonna twerk it
Feel free to tremble
 
Hi, you killed it, queen
Killed it, queen
Hi, you killed it, queen
Killed it, queen
Hi, you killed it, queen
Killed it, queen
 
You made the right moves
Got down to the floor
Killed it, queen
Killed it, queen
Hi, you killed it, queen
Killed it, queen
Hi, you killed it, queen
Killed it, queen
 
When Jojo comes around
Everyone looks at me
Drool over, baby
Cry and suck it up
 
When Jojo comes around
Everyone looks at me
Drool over, baby
Cry and suck it up
 
I'm gonna twerk it
Twerk it, twerk it
Walk away, baby
Walk away, baby
Because I've come to make you tremble
 
I'm gonna twerk it
Feel free to tremble
 
Hi, you killed it, queen
Killed it, queen
Hi, you killed it, queen
Killed it, queen
Hi, you killed it, queen
Killed it, queen
 
You made the right moves
Got down to the floor
Killed it, queen
Killed it, queen
Hi, you killed it, queen
Killed it, queen
Hi, you killed it, queen
Killed it, queen
 
When Jojo comes around
Everyone looks at me
Drool over, baby
Cry and suck it up
 
When Jojo comes around
Everyone looks at me
Drool over, baby
Cry and suck it up
 
I'm gonna twerk it
Twerk it, twerk it
 
Pay attention
Call all your friends
Cause the DJ's gonna turn it up
Prepared?
 
I'm gonna twerk it
Feel free to tremble
 
Hi, you killed it, queen
Killed it, queen
Hi, you killed it, queen
Killed it, queen
Hi, you killed it, queen
Killed it, queen
Hi, you killed it, queen
Killed it, queen
Hi, you killed it, queen
Killed it, queen
Hi, you killed it, queen
Killed it, queen
 
You made the right moves
Got down to the floor
Killed it, queen
Killed it, queen
Hi, you killed it, queen
Killed it, queen
Hi, you killed it, queen
Killed it, queen
Hi, you killed it, queen
Killed it, queen
Hi, you killed it, queen
Killed it, queen
 

Show our fear

We have to face fear to overcome it
Not to put our head in the sand or snuck away
And when we know what it is
(We have to) find what it's made of
(We have to) show our fear that we are not afraid anymore
If it punches our nose, we have to face it
If you persevere, you'll win
When we know the enemy
We don't run away in front of him anymore
Let's show our fear that we're not afraid anymore
We're not afraid of fear!
 

Para Para Sakura (Cantonese)

what is this? It is cherry blossom!
If the cherry blossoms bloom to fall
Like a short tail
Do you have a feeling?
If the mouth looks the same
Close it to cooperate?
Are you willing to enter?
(such as the main character of the cartoon swing)
If we have love
Joints are softened
(Like a pointer like a dance)
Rotating high, medium and low
Change left and right
Look at the cherry blossoms
Come and dance with me
Such as cherry blossoms, but midsummer
Love is not tight
Almost change
Like a body like an icy building
Is it warm without holding it?
Is it not pleasant?
(such as the main character of the cartoon swing)
If we have love
Joints are softened
(Like a pointer like a dance)
Rotating high, medium and low
Finally turned out the fireworks
Look at the cherry blossoms
Come and dance with me